"The Human Race must be unified!"
Liu Mang's words carried unmistakable resolve.
Zhao Gongming naturally had no objections. Unifying the Human Race would bring Shen Nong even greater benefits, and Zhao Gongming himself would gain more fortune and Merit as well.
"Liu Mang, rest assured. I will definitely help Shen Nong unify the Human Race."
Hearing Zhao Gongming's solemn promise, Liu Mang sighed inwardly. I'm afraid you'll both be disappointed.
If Shen Nong had been given a little more time, perhaps he might have been the one to unify the Human Race.
Unfortunately, the one who came after Shen Nong was the even more overpowered Yellow Emperor.
Shen Nong was not as optimistic as Zhao Gongming.
The Human Race of Shouyang Mountain was a collection of the Witch, Demon, and Ancestral Land tribes. The Ancestral Land and the East Sea Human Race alone were separated by tens of millions of li.
Not to mention defeating the Ancestral Land, simply leading the East Sea Human Race there would take half a year.
Moreover, in the hearts of the East Sea Human Race, the Ancestral Land had always been a place they yearned for. They could hardly wait to return; how could they agree to attack it?
Just as Shen Nong was deep in thought, a young girl's voice sounded outside the door.
"Father."
At her words, the gravity on Shen Nong's face was replaced by a smile as he turned toward the doorway.
A little girl of eight or nine walked in sweetly. Upon seeing Liu Mang and Nu Wa, a shy flush appeared on her face. She hid in Shen Nong's embrace and whispered.
"Father, Mother asked me to call you and the guests to eat."
Nu Wa also looked over curiously. Aside from the Human Race's fortune resting upon